Ugh. I have no idea where I stand with you. Are we just friends? Could we be something more? I want both, so can there be two of you so I can be Hannah Montana and have “the best of both worlds”?
Is that greedy? That’s greedy.
But I don’t care. I’ve spent long enough without friends, and I’ve spent long enough without someone who genuinely cares for me. I’m losing the plot and I’ve turned into a hermit (I’m just missing the sand and the shell).
I think I want you that way, but you’re too confusing and there’s so many layers to you, it’s like peeling a never-ending onion. Which I love, but I never can get my head around it because I only get a sliver at a time, when I want it all.
Greedy again? Greedy.
Then there’s this whole friends business. It’s hard to make friends when you’re not doing anything. Without work, uni, something, I can’t make friends too easy.
Maybe that means I’m attaching to you because you’re the first real social interaction I’ve had in four months nearly?
Or maybe I’m just horny and want someone in my bed for the first time in over six months?
I don’t know, and I’m not getting close to an answer.
So help me, help me figure out what you want, and let me move on, because my brain wants to jump out the back door yelling “Geronimo!”